Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

Chapter 109 107. Glory belongs to the discipline group!

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the auditorium.

Compared to the collective glaring of the Gryffindors, the Slytherins were beaming, because the person who spoke was very familiar to them.

It was the respected Mr. Dursley of their house.

"What right do you have to say that?"

Not long after Dudley finished speaking, someone jumped out to question him.

Dudley recognized this person, and he even memorized it in a small notebook. Lee Jordan, the Hogwarts Quidditch commentator, aside from his level of commentary, as a commentator, his commentary was very specific. Unlimited bias towards Gryffindor, unlimited against Slytherin.

The other little wizards of Gryffindor also stood up excitedly, and sat back reluctantly after Dumbledore emphasized the silence once.

Dudley didn't bother to talk to them at all, and looked at Professor McGonagall apologetically: "Professor McGonagall, please forgive me, I didn't mean to target you, let alone insult Godric Gryffindor, what I said It's the Gryffindors who didn't do anything, they don't deserve and don't deserve House Cup honors."

These little wizards aimed at Gryffindor were not aimed at Professor McGonagall.

Reckless, impulsive, only know to cause trouble, play pranks, cause trouble.

Are they eligible?

If they were eligible the total score should not be 111.

Without Hermione's active answering questions, it took two full semesters to go from double digits to early triple digits.

It would be an insult to other hardworking people to still get the first place!

Hufflepuffs are more qualified than Gryffindors.

"I think the Gryffindors didn't hear one thing clearly."

Dudley's voice was thick and penetrating, and he calmly faced the countless eyes that wanted to beat him to death, and he didn't pay attention to them at all.

Ripple Qigong, the assassination technique of beating the enemy's family, alchemy, and countless potions on the waist.

Before he knew it, Dudley had grown stronger.

Even if there is still a certain distance from the truly powerful wizards, they are not comparable to these little wizards.

"The bonus points mentioned by Principal Dumbledore are for them personally, not for Gryffindor."

It can be summed up in one sentence, 'Don't be sentimental, those points are not for Gryffindor. ’, Dumbledore never announced, and Gryffindor won the House Cup.

"Does it make any difference?"

The little wizards of Gryffindor didn't notice anything wrong.

Is there a difference between adding to a person and adding to them a Gryffindor?

Most of the Gryffindors didn't notice that Dudley's current behavior has actually gone beyond the mark, which is not what a student should do, but no professor rose up to stop him.

Many smart Slytherins and Ravenclaws have discovered this key, and of course there are very few Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, such as Percy in the fifth grade and Cedric in the third grade. .

"The difference is huge."

Dudley said, turning his head to look at Dumbledore: "Dear Headmaster, the next announcement is up to you, or to me."

"Come on," said Dumbledore.

Dudley nodded: "Starting today, Hogwarts will establish a new organization in addition to the seniors of the four houses and the chairmen of the male and female student unions."

"Disciplinary team."

"Ron, Neville, Harry, and Hermione are all reserve members of the disciplinary team."

"And I, Dudley Dursley, am a full member of the disciplinary team."

"We take care of violations of discipline on campus. We take care of injustices on campus. We take care of injustices on campus. We take care of bullying incidents on campus."

When he said the last sentence, Dudley looked straight at Gryffindor like a sharp sword. There was a lot of commotion about that incident, and several students were expelled. Basically everyone knows about it.

None of the Gryffindors present dared to look at him.

Momentum is such a thing, once it shows weakness, it will plummet.

So far, with the acquiescence of the professors, Dudley has controlled the overall situation by himself.

"As long as we have the ability, we welcome anyone to join us"

"One Last Thing"

"Draco!"

Malfoy stood up excitedly when Dudley called his name.

"You don't deserve your honor, and you deserve 100 points for that."

Malfoy held his head up and his chin up, like a proud peacock, even though it wasn't the principal who praised him but Dudley, who was also in the first year.

'I was praised, praised by Brother D. '

As Dudley said, he clasped his hands together, and a brand new hourglass immediately appeared next to the hourglass of the four colleges. The points originally given to Harry and the others were instantly transferred to the new hourglass, and in an instant this new hourglass surpassed the hourglass originally belonging to the four colleges.

"I think. Glory should belong to the disciplinary group!"

The hands are combined again, and the formation on the back of the hands emits a faint glow. The auditorium layout, which had already changed to a red tone and a lion pattern, has changed again. Black and silver are intertwined, and there is a hint of mystery in the seriousness.

At the same time, the pattern of the lion has also changed, and it is not a giant snake belonging to Slytherin.

It was a creature with thick and dark hair all over its body, bright eyes, and a horn on its forehead. It looked like a cow, not a cow, a sheep, not a sheep, and a unicorn.

Xiezhi, also known as Ren Fa Beast, can distinguish between straight and straight, and represents the divine beast of fairness.

Dudley's move deeply shocked the young wizards present. What originally required several senior Gryffindor seniors to work together to cast spells could be done with a clap of both hands.

And others don't know that Dudley is performing alchemy.

For them, Dudley's current performance is

Casting without a wand

Even many powerful wizards can't do it.

Compared to the surprise and astonishment of the other three houses, the young wizards of Slytherin House looked extremely calm.

'As expected of Mr. Dursley'

The common voice of the little wizards of Slytherin.

The sound of flapping wings sounded in the auditorium, and an owl was seen descending from the sky.

It was to deliver a letter, and the recipient was Dudley, Dudley Dursley.

Beautiful parchment cover.

A delicate hot gold letter, and a shiny Medal of Merlin 3rd Class.

The audience was silent.

This time, even the professors present were stunned.

That is a genuine Merlin Medal, not everyone can have it even if it is the third level of Lin!

"Dursley! Our King!"

At the long table in Slytherin College, Pansy stood up excitedly and took the lead in shouting. Malfoy was the second to react. His pale face was flushed, followed by more little Slytherin wizards. They also stood up from the long table and shouted.

The call seemed to be rehearsed early in the morning, neat and powerful.

The loud shouts almost overturned the entire auditorium.

"Stop Gryffindor from winning the House Cup, get."